Gotta start on that J Roc style haha...hope you get the weak punches i tried at.
On a higher level, like NASA, I "blast-off" since my rap rocks,
Ya raps soft, lack thought, you blast-off only when you jack off,
You're mad off. Rapper? C'mon, you know you're a gay swinger,
Though I still got them swinging like the crowd on J Springer,
I may figure more out when I'm focused, when I'm spitting right,
But right now I'm "spaced out" like them prawns from District 9,
I have "reasonable doubt" you're winning, like Jay piercin',
You gunna be making "blueprints" to be straight...like JPearson,
And when I work out, I bite-J so then I go "light-weight",
Stick my pen and pad up pussy so that I know my flow "vibrates",
Stay with the past, Slim and Biggie, always ready with knives,
On a further note, like them I stay Ready To Die/Dye,
Ya could wear expensive shit, but a faggot is still what ya appearin',
Leave ya wack ass "Hussain'ed", staying hanging like an earring,
I may start 'em but fuck I guess I also gotta end fights,
Ask for dope, yeah I fill requests but I ain't no fuckin' s3nd!ke.